Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 354 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellious Period 58
And all of this took only two seconds from the beginning to the end.

"Be careful.

With a cold voice, only half of it was uttered, and there was no follow-up.

Ji Ning'an was completely stunned, her mind went blank, she just froze her body, raised her face slightly, her tea eyes reflected in panic as he looked down at her eyebrows slightly.

The whole person was in a low-lying posture, stumbling into his arms, and his bright red soft lips pressed against the man's cold, white and thin jaw, almost kissing his thin lips.

The distance is only millimeters away, and even so, the tips of the noses are almost intertwined, the breathing blends together, and the shallow heat lingers.

Collide with those eyes.

In the dark tunnel and the galloping background, like a movie stuck in the frame, the handsome silhouette enters the eyes, the details are somewhat blurred, and the silent ambiguity is pervasive.

Subconsciously, she clutched his slightly cool skirt tightly, and just happened to grab the black tie in a panic, and supported his chest with the other hand, the palm of which was slightly hard.

The fingers are slender, and the knuckles are white.

Two young and strange bodies fit together in the dark, soaked in each other's body temperature, and the faintly visible agarwood fragrance became clear at this moment, showing irresistible aggression.

The moment the girl turned upside down, Shi Jingnian caught her almost out of instinct.

His movements were steady, he didn't step back half an inch, but he didn't want her to crash into his arms. The sweet and fragrant fragrance lingered in his breath for a moment, his thin lips were lightly parted, and just as he said the words to remind her to pay attention, there was no room left.

The green and soft touch of the lower jaw was unexpectedly unexpected, and for the first time there were signs of rupture in the eyes that had always been quiet like an ancient well, reflecting the appearance of the girl who was close at hand.

The paintbrush in his hand was knocked off by her, and the sketchbook also fell to the ground, still resting on the unfinished page, quietly spread out.

The people in the painting are dressed in classic Han clothes, clean and gentle.

Ji Ning'an glanced at it in surprise, and saw the picture in the sketchbook in a hurry, her fingers gripping the man's tie tightened and tightened, and she forgot to back away for a moment.

From a similar distance, one can clearly see his well-defined eyelashes and those dark eyes that cannot distinguish emotions, like a mysterious whirlpool that sucks people into it, and they cannot get out.

There was continuous darkness outside the car window, everything was blurred and fleeting, with occasional car lights flickering, but she only saw his eyes.

That kind of posture is really too ambiguous, it arouses infinite reverie, it's like throwing yourself into a hug.

The posture of the girl looking up fully exposed her fragile neck, and even the dark blue blood vessels, with a panoramic view. The scenery is infinite, just like a sacrifice.

He met her eyes.

His slender and strong fingers slowly grabbed Ji Ning'an's chin.

There were thin calluses on her fingertips, and the cold temperature made the girl's skin tremble slightly. Her eyelashes trembled wildly, her heart beat like a drum, and there was a bang, and another bang, which was unstoppable, and she closed her eyes subconsciously.

Shi Jingnian was not knocked down by her from the beginning to the end, he took her into his arms, wrapped one hand around her thin back, and lifted her face with the other hand free.

Silently looking at her, the girl's small face is pale, the silver hairpin in her black hair is shaking slightly, and the sleeves of the wide Hanfu are hanging down, making her thin and slender body fit into her chest.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes were lingering, and she fluttered like a butterfly's wings, waiting for something.

The lips are sweet, soft and green that belong to a girl, and they are slightly pursed.

When Shi Jingnian's eyes looked at her, for the first time, there was the scrutiny of an adult man, and two seconds later, his eyes were restrained without distinguishing between emotions and anger.

There was a bit of abstinence in the corners of the eyes and brows, which was a sense of indifference cultivated by years of discipline. The force he pinched her chin was neither light nor heavy, and finally pushed her away unmoved.

It was no longer nose-to-nose, and the distance retreated two centimeters. Ji Ning'an supported him, and finally woke up. She opened her eyes and looked at him, losing her voice, as if her throat was blocked by cotton wool.

The melody of the folk song is still ringing, singing softly, revealing a sense of power that hits people's hearts directly, knocking on the eardrums in the silence, and I don't know whose heartbeat it replaced, echoing over and over again.

The messy tie and collarbone, the hardness of the chest, the blurry and fleeting scene outside the window, the one minute and 45 seconds of the tunnel, and the unexpected kiss, the hug posture, and his eyebrows and eyes.

"What's going on?" Shi Jingnian turned his face to the side, with a sharp outline, and asked the driver in a neutral tone.

The driver turned his head and saw their ambiguous postures, his eyeballs popped out, he would rather die than look back, staring stubbornly out of the car window.

"The two cars in front collided with each other just now, and there was an accident. Fortunately, we avoided it in time."

Shi Jingnian understood, and looked at her again, speaking with thin lips in a low and distant tone, like the calm comfort of a rainy day.

"Little classmate, it's okay."

It was the first time he called her that.

At such a time, he called her classmate and reminded the identities of the two of them. I don't know what the intention was, and he couldn't get a glimpse of his true emotions from words alone.

Ji Ning'an was unable to think so much for the time being, and did not speculate on his voice.

His heart was beating wildly like a rabbit, and when he heard his voice, he realized that he was still clutching his tie tightly in his hand, and as he moved back, he was forced to lean over slightly!

She still supported his chest with her other hand, through the sharp material, she could faintly feel his body undulating slightly due to breathing, and his heartbeat was steady.

Things happened too quickly just now, and I haven't noticed what's wrong yet, and now it doesn't look right no matter how I look at it.

What's more, the man leaned over with her, the tie was no longer smooth, and wrapped around the girl's fingertips, against the pure black and white, it fell into folds.

The neckline is a bit messy.

The person who has always buttoned his clothes strictly to the top one, now the exquisite collarbone is looming under the well-tailored suit, the cold hardness and concave arc, as if it can hold precious red wine, and the cold white skin is stained inch by inch .

Clear and sexy, seductive for no reason.

It makes people want to spy on more scenery and get their hands on sex, but there is no hope.Hidden under a suit, his appearance is gentle and indifferent.

The temperature spread from the palm of the hand to the heart, as if it was burning, and there was nothing to do.

"Yes, sorry..."

She let go of her hands in a hurry, got up from him, and took advantage of everything in a hurry.

If Shi Jingnian didn't understand this kid's temperament, he really had to think about whether she did it on purpose.

He sighed, helped the person up, behaved politely, did not offend, and did not make unnecessary physical contact.

"I'm sorry to surprise you."

The car has already driven out of the tunnel, the sky is lit up inch by inch, and the sun in the distance is bright and ostentatious.

Through the glass windows into the spacious and elegant interior of the car, everything becomes clear, no longer dim and gloomy, and unavoidable.

The ballad is still playing, but the atmosphere is subtle.

No one mentioned the accident just now, the dangerous kiss.

Shi Jingnian raised his hand to straighten his tie, his demeanor was calm, his brows were a little indifferent in his downcast eyes, he wanted to bend down to pick up the sketchbook and brushes that had fallen on the floor.

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The double monthly pass is coming, the baby with the ticket in the pocket feeds and feeds the child, subscribe and go, the monthly pass is in hand, spoil me ()
A shallow kiss to celebrate, damn Professor Shi, this high mountain flower is so hard to pick, if you want to be cold, you don't want a wife.

From the follow-up plot, the details of the plot have been modified, which will not affect the reading.

Refill babies, good night.

(End of this chapter)